Whole Lotta Money Lyrics by DaBaby is latest English song with music also given by him. Whole Lotta Money song lyrics are written by DaBaby.
Whole Lotta Money Song Detail
Singer: DaBaby
Composer: DaBaby
Lyrics by: DaBaby
Whole Lotta Money Lyrics
Yeah, whole lotta ni**as with glocks and pistols
Whole lotta hunnids in knots, they crip blue
Ni**as think I’m somewhere cryin’ with tissues
Certified, internet or not, I’ll get with you
Bulletproof on the suburban,
I’m havin’ guns with switches, tons of bi**hes
Really can afford to quit doin’ this s**t right now
When I’m done havin’ fun, I’m chillin’
2019, I went bought a nine-acre estate
2020, made twenty-two million
Ni**as gotta be kiddin’ what you do?
I ran laps around all of these ni**as
Just like sha’carri richardson
The whole world watchin’
They wanna see how he gon’ figure it let’s go
The maybach chocolate, cinnamon
I’m in this bi**h right now like it was
These ni**as must’ve forgot what they were dealin’ with
One of y’all could die right now, ni**a, literally
Whole lotta money in this mo**erf**ker
Shoutout to bia, I’m back in my be on my business
I used sneak in the club with a lil’ .22
I got in with the strap in my tennis
Eighty percent of these rap ni**as bi**hes
So f**k what you think ’bout happened, I did it
Gon’ have to compare me to one of them ni**as
Who ain’t never care ’bout none of these ni**as yeah
I know bi**hes with more nuts, sandy
These ni**as sweet as a bi**h, no candy
Set this bi**h off if you f**k with my family
Double-dare one of you ni**as to touch me
Still ain’t bumped into you ni**as, you’re lucky
Nah, keep goin’, ni**a
Bi**h, I’m a big dog and you lil’ ni**as puppies
Keep goin’, ni**a
They think I’ma fold for that mo**erf**kin’ money
Bi**h, I’m in control of me, these ni**as puppets
Broke ass ni**a, too bad I’m already havin’
Too bad I own all my cars and my mansions yeah
Too bad I already made my investments
Cry me a river, I’m over here laughin’
Bi**h, you never met a stand up ni**a?
Don’t understand me, ni**a, yeah, I’m different
Ridin’ with the top down, chillin’
A rp ridin’ shotgun with me
Y’all out here ridin’ to them cap ass ni**as
Y’all rappin’ ’bout s**t, y’all not gon’ live it
’bout time I catch another body
F**k around with me, know shots come with it (shh)
They might just hit me with the r.I.C.O
All of my friends keep it real, it’s the g-code
F**k with the cars, make it spin until he gone
I’m in the building, .. With a freak ho
Can’t kick this s**t the way that I kick it
Take big nuts to do this s**t the way I did it
Might as well start savin’ y’all money
Y’all hatin’ ass ni**as gon’ pay for this pimpin’
Pay that, until y’all do that, I lay back
I’m ain’t even trippin’, I’m straight, man
Ni**a, you could die from the s**t that you talkin’ ’bout
You gotta be careful, boy, why would you say that?
Why would you risk it? Tough ass ni**as always ready to die ’bout that pride and these bi**hes
Like I won’t pull up with a vest, a durag, and a hat, about firin’ on ni**as like 50, ni**a
I’m talkin’ ’bout 2003, 2004, for this s**t, ni**a
There’s a whole lotta money in this mo**erf**ker
That my mo**erf**kin’ ni**a too, man,
Shoutout for being a real ni**a
Yeah, believe that
Don’t you ever f**kin’ forget that, ni**a huh?
There’s a whole lotta money in this mo**erf**ker
Don’t play with me
Oh, you scared now?
Bi**h